Two Years later...
Jesse sipped her cup of coffee and read the paper that she hadn't had time to read eairlier that morning. It had been two years to the exact day, when James and Meowth had walked out of her life, two years since things had changed for the better and two years since she had experienced any human emotion other than resentment and hate. Yup, life was good for Jesse. After hearing of James and Meowth quitting Team Rocket and heading off to the land of Johto, she had flown up the ranks in her job. It seemed the rage which had been brought on by being abbandoned by her only friends and only man she had ever considered stronger emotions for, was enough to turn her into a fully motivated and respected Rocket member. She no longer wore her customised, white skirt and mini jumper, that the rocket grunts shamefully sported, instead, she wore her dark purple bottoms and her mini jumper purple top. Only a small red "R" sat in the right corner. A "R" she wore with proud. It gained her respect and authority...but was somehow more to her now, then it had ever been before. Not just because of the power that it held for her. But because it had become her life. Her only reason for exsistence. The only thing in her life which was stable and consistant. Everything else had crumbled from beneath her feet. James hadn't even said "goodbye".
She shook her head disregarding her thoughts and scolding herself for thinking about the tretchous man she had banished from her memorys. In fact, it was the first time in a very very long time she had even thought about him. Somtimes at night she lay under the stars and her mind would wander while she was in the place between asleep and awake. Sometimes she would hear him laugh or see him smile, but waking without him around only grinded her heart into a further nothing. She constantly reminded herself that she was the only person she could trust. Never speaking more than a sentence to anyone other than the boss, even her bickering with Cassidy had stopped. And after the insident in the cafeteria, Cassidy had well kept her distance from Jesse anyway. This thought, brought a smile to Jesse's face. The look of terror in Cassidy's eyes as she had pinned her against the wall and throttled her, until the Boss had walked into the room and demanded her to stop. That, had been a great victory in Jess' eyes. It was like, every reason and moral had flown from her body the day she woke up to an empty apartment. And with the rage and newly found devotion to her job came great strength and power. Grunts worshipped her, the brown, yellow and red sections feared her and the special rocket's, such as Domino had a great amount of respect for her. It seemed, her team...her "friends", had been what had been keeping her back all the years and now she felt free. She even plotted in secret some boring days, to over throw Giovanni and take Team rocket for herself.
She got up from her chair while screwing up the paper and threw it in the bin. Her coffee cup, now empty, was placed in the full sink. Jesse had never been a handy girl. She could'nt even cook anything without it becoming a safety hazard or burning to a crisp, so take out had become her main source of food. In fact, she hadn't had a home cooked meal in two years. It was James' strong point, not hers. She shook head again and silently trailed across the kitchin and into the living room. She ran her hand across the beige leather sofa which had replaced the old crusty one and looked around the apartment, feeling a sense of pride in how good the place looked after she had done it up. And all on her own... she felt a ping of sorrow touch her dead heart. All on her own...just like she always was these days. No laughter and jokes. Nooone to mess around with or remenise about the good old days. Noone to do the dishes or make the dinner. She had to plot her own plans, on her own...watch TV on her own...everything. There wasn't anybody else to blame when somthing went wrong, maybe this was why she had become so sucessful. She had prove, maybe only to herself or maybe to someone else, that it hadn't been her fault. It wasn't her fault they had left her.
She looked at the clock on the wall and noted it was 8:00pm. Her next mission briefing was in Giovanni's office at 9, but she suddenly felt the need to escape the apartment. She grabbed her keys from the coffee table and left her home. Walking down the long white corridors and wondering if she could call her apartment a home...a home was where a family lived. And the only family she had ever felt she had, was long gone. Only her pride wouldn't let her change her resisdence. Atleast, that is what she had always thought. Now she considered that maybe she had never left it, because it was the last place she ever felt at home. Home, with a family...a strange family, but a family none the less. Maybe if she stayed there, they would come back...
This time she slapped herself on the forehead in anger. It seemed that her slight, sidetracked, thought about James eailier had stirred up a whole bunch of unanwsered questions, raw angry thoughts and worst of all...sorrow and hurt. She swallowed a lump that was forming in the back of her mouth, nearly choking as she did so. She willed her thoughts and feelings away, shutting them out and banishing them for eturnity. Truth was, she had been doing the same thing her whole life. Whenever somthing scared her, or somthing needed answers that she could not provide she would simply shut it out and push it away...she didn't intend to change any time soon either...
A black uniformed grunt walked down the corridor in front of her.
"Miss Jesse" he stated as he bowed his head as a sign of respect. She waved an annoyed hand at him to carry on and he did so. Somtimes having so much authority was annoying. Noone noticed her exsistence before hand. Grunts who walked past each other in the corridor would simply push past her and her team. They were the underdogs, the losers. She crinkled her nose at this thought. How could she have been such a pushover back then? The thought of being such a wimp digusted her.
When she finally reached the end of the corridor, Jesse walked through the lobby and pushed her security code into the main doors alarm system. After pressing her five digits and listening to the annoying "dink" sound made as the computer accepted her code, the pressured metal doors slowly opened. She walked outside and the cold air hit her face. She walked into the woodland until she reached a wooden bench, where she placed her cold rear end.
Hoothoots and Murkrows flapped in the trees and the odd Pokemon would rustle the bushes. Jesse looked up at the icey moon and dazzeling white stars. The cold breeze kissing her cheeks and slowly passing by unnoticed by the woman who's sapphire eyes stared coldly into space.
"I'll never forgive you, James" she whispered with less anger than she would have liked. "Never"
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Oooo Jess is mad. And what happened to James and Meowth? What will bring the pair back together? Review people, cos next chapter is about James and Meowth and their lives! And reviews make me work faster! Sorry it's abit slow to begin with...when I actually finish this, I may edit it. But till now...just review!
Nikki-Vixen